"Thanks," she said with a short laugh, pushing the door open to let Graeme in. Liz was really glad he was here, but now that he was, her issues didn't really feel as easy to talk about as they did during the journals. She'd sort of already accepted the lunch....meeting with Rian (whose name she had just realized was just one letter different than Ian, and it was probably fate's way of messing with her---). She'd warded her acceptance because what if Ian was reading her posts? He hadn't commented, something that she had sort of been looking forward to, but---
Liz backed into the flat after she shut the door and shuffled her feet as she followed behind him. What was there to say? She was feeling tremendous amounts of guilt and that was stopping her from maybe actually moving on with her life? But was she actually allowed to move on, or had she given up on reconciling with Ian too soon? She hadn't given up persay, she still wanted to be friends, she was trying to be a part of Katie's life but his schedule was always so busy and Katie seemed to sense that Liz had no idea what to do with her and shies away.
"So, remind me again why I'm not supposed to feel like a terrible no-good person?" she asked, crossing her arms over her chest and trying to smile even though her voice had cracked during her little quip.
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